We'll raise our toast to pleasures past
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They came so quick and went so fast
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Idle boasts, crazy ghosts
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We'll make our toast and drain the glass
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We're know we're out of favour
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We can't expect no saviour
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We're looking to the future but we keep one eye on the past
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Well time may heal, and absence mend
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We'll raise our glass to absent friends
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[ere] they dwell we wish them well
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To those we wronged we'll make amends
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We're know we're out of favour
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We can't expect no saviour
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We're looking to the future but we keep one eye on the past
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It's time to change and start anew
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To leave our home for pastures new
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Where we go, ah, we won't know
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It's something that we got to do
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We're don't expect no favour
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We can't expect no saviour
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We're looking to the future but we'll keep one eye on the past
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One Eye on the Future, One Eye on the Past
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| Procol Harum |
